Chang'an in September is not too cold.

Li Changan thought that she had seen the reasons for the formation of the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and one of them was that the global climate was warm at this time, which was suitable for the growth of crops, and there were not many natural disasters, which was very suitable for agricultural activities. In the early years of Zhenguan, the population of the Tang Dynasty was only 3 million households, but now the population of the Kaiyuan Dynasty has more than 10 million households, which has tripled, and a large part of the reason is that the climate is suitable for the growth of crops in these years, and there are more people who can feed more people when there is more food.

It's just that God treats everyone equally, this warm climate is not only for the Tang Dynasty, but also nourishes Tubo, and the previously barren and cold plateau has also become able to grow food because of the warm climate, thus raising the snowy empire Tubo.

From the time of Taizong, Tubo was not honest and wanted to provoke the Tang Dynasty, and then he was beaten by the martial Taizong of the Tang Dynasty with 50,000 Tang troops to beat his 200,000 troops to the devil crying wolf, so frightened that Songtsan Gampo immediately bowed his head and proclaimed his vassals, Songtsan Gampo did not want to be a son of the Tang Dynasty from the beginning, but was stunned and rushed to the Tang Dynasty to ask for a marriage Princess Wencheng. From the Taizong period to the present, the Tang Dynasty has not felt that Tubo is an opponent worthy of attention.

However, the offensive and defensive momentum will soon change.

When the Anshi Rebellion is due, Tubo will take the opportunity to control the eighteen prefectures of Longxi and the four towns of Anxi, and will also capture Chang'an and kill the clan that An Lushan has not killed again.

The world is so big, where should she run to avoid this catastrophe?

Li Changan retracted her thoughts and stopped thinking about it, anyway, there will be more than ten years, and she will grow up by then.

Adults can do so much more than children.

"Twenty-nine Niang, it's time to get to the place." The carriage stopped in front of a fairly clean study, Mingyue got out of the carriage first, and then opened her arms to Li Changan to carry her down.

Li Changan's cheeks flushed, and he muttered: "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need to hug it." ”

But her legs really couldn't reach the ground, so she could only blush and let Mingyue carry her out of the carriage.

The study in front of him is called "Ancient Benzhai", which is the largest study in Chang'an, and most of the people who come and go are literati and rich children.

Books are not cheap, ordinary people can't afford them, and they don't have the heart to read them.

Li Changan was young, and his swaggering into the study attracted a few curious eyes.

A little doll at this age, I can't tell how many words I can recognize, and I even went to the study, and I don't know which girl it is.

However, most of the people who come here are poets, and no one has the leisure to meddle in things.

Therefore, the entrance to Honsai is a vast hall, in which many wooden shelves are placed, and small tables are placed next to the wooden shelves, and pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are placed on the tables. Some of the psalms were already hung on the wooden shelves, while others were empty, waiting for people who felt talented to write their own psalms and hang them.

These poems will be hung here for ten days, and the truly amazing works will be passed on by the literati and writers who come here, and a poem will become famous, and the poorly written poems will also be ridiculed by the literati.

Fame or infamy is in the same room.

There are many people shuttling between the poems to evaluate, and Li Changan also took Mingyue's hand and got into the sea of poems.

Mingyue let Li Changan take her hand and look around, this is not the first time Li Changan has come here, half a year ago, when she left the palace, she took Li Changan to visit the temple fair, but after strolling around, she didn't know when she walked outside this old Benzhai, and she came in to take a look, but who knew that Li Changan came to this place once, and then went out of the palace, but she had to come here every time.

However, after careful observation by Mingyue, this little princess doesn't care about the content of the poems, she just likes to write good-looking words.

This made Mingyue breathe a sigh of relief, she knew that although this little princess was young, she was already literate and could memorize many poems, if it weren't for the fact that she was really smart, Concubine Wu Hui would not have been so interested in this little princess who was not favored by the emperor, but literacy and memorization of poems can also be said to be intelligent, if you can appreciate famous poems at the age of five, it will be amazing.

To be a princess of the Tang Dynasty, it is enough to be a little smart, and you don't need to be too smart.

Li Changan didn't know what Mingyue was thinking at this time, and she didn't have these thoughts in her own heart.

The main purpose of her coming to this study is to try her luck and see if she can get some more master pen and ink.

A few times ago, she found a piece of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy and a poem by Wang Wei, isn't this much more exciting than playing games and opening treasure chests?

Although she didn't memorize the poem written by Wang Wei, she thought that she should write it casually before she would end up in this fast, after all, Wang Wei already had a lot of fame at this time, and she didn't need to start by writing poems here, but after all, it was a poem written by Wang Wei himself!

At her current age, she has to rely on the female officer to hold her when she gets off the carriage, and it is too early for her to talk about any major events in the world, so it is better to throw the things of the Anshi Rebellion behind her first, and play for a few years happily.

In the future, she will be powerful and powerful, hugging Li Bai on the left and Du Fu on the right, Yan Zhenqing will write to her, and Wang Wei will play the piano for her...... Hey, hey, hey.

"Twenty-nine Niang is hungry?"

Li Changan came back to his senses and pressed back his faint thoughts.

"No, no, let's move on."

Mingyue felt that the little princess was embarrassed to say that she was thin and hungry, and her wolf-like eyes seemed to be eating people, but it didn't look like she was not hungry.

It's a pity that not every time there is good luck to pick up the leaks, this time Li Changan did not see the name he was familiar with appear in this hall.

Fortunately, her purpose of leaving the palace this time has been achieved, and this is just a reason.

Li Changan walked around casually for a while, and then he grabbed Mingyue's arm: "Let's go to Pingkangfang, I'm hungry." ”

Mingyue didn't notice anything abnormal, it would be strange if such a big child could really calm down and appreciate poetry, originally she took Li Changan out just to take her to play.

Just as the two of them walked out one after the other, Li Changan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, and she stared at a poem in the corner with shocked eyes.

Mingyue followed behind Li Changan and failed to see Li Changan's shocked eyes, she was surprised why Li Changan suddenly stopped, looked up, and a poem came into view.

She read softly: "The embroidered households gather in the red candle market at night, and the dancing clothes are sunny and the sky is blue." Wei Zhuang. ”

It's a good poem, but it's a pity that it's only one sentence and not the whole poem.

"The poems are well written." Mingyue commented pertinently, "But I have never heard of Wei Zhuang in Chang'an." ”

Li Changan thought to himself, of course you haven't heard of such a person in Chang'an.

Wei Zhuang and his ancestor Wei Jiansu are not well-known now, and there are still a hundred years before Wei Zhuang was born.

"Mingyue, I want to get to know this Mr. Wei Zhuang." Li Changan tugged at the corner of Mingyue's clothes and looked up at her, "This word is so beautiful." ”

Mingyue looked at the words carefully, "The writing is really good-looking." ”

Elegant and handsome, it looks very calm.

Mingyue has been by Concubine Wu Hui's side for many years, and she has also read Zhang Xu's cursive, but Mingyue doesn't like it, she thinks Zhang Xu's cursive is too messy, and she is as arrogant as that bad old man, she doesn't like it.

Concubine Wu Hui didn't like it either, so that Zhang Xu was still just a bean-sized official.

The word "Wei Zhuang" looks much more comfortable.

Mingyue thought about it carefully, but she came up with a family with a high family surname Wei, but she didn't know if this Wei Zhuang was the son of the Jingzhao Wei family.

"If Twenty-Nine Niang is curious about this person, you might as well ask the shopkeeper of the study."

Li Changan motioned for Mingyue to walk with her to the counter with the poem, since Li Changan was not yet high at the counter, so Mingyue could only ask the counter shopkeeper with the poem.

"Who is Wei Zhuang who wrote this poem?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the signature, then lowered his head and opened a roster for a long time.

"Huh." After flipping through half of the roster and still not finding the person Wei Zhuang, the shopkeeper was puzzled, frowned, and then let go of his eyebrows, "It shouldn't be my real name, there has never been a famous Wei Zhuang in Zhai to leave a poem." ”

Not everyone will leave their real name on the poem.

The two of them could only give up, Mingyue saw that Li Changan was lost, and specially told the shopkeeper to help pay attention to some of the owners of this handwriting.

However, Li Changan was a child after all, and it didn't take long to put Fang Cai's matter behind him, and happily took Mingyue's hand and thought about what to buy in Pingkangfang next.

The best pastry shops can't be left behind, and you have to buy three pastries, one for yourself and one for Mingyue, and one for your mother, and finally go to buy a glass shop, and buy a small glass ornament for Wu Niangzi.

"Actually, at the beginning, I also wanted to send pastries to Wu Niangzi, but my mother said that these pastries were more delicious in Wu Niang's womb." Li Changan thought in pieces, "So I want to give Wu Niangzi a glass rabbit, I have a glass tiger that my mother gave me, but it's beautiful......"

Mingyue didn't respond, just listened silently.

It wasn't until it was slightly dark that the two returned to Daming Palace, and Mingyue sent Li Changan back to the small courtyard before returning to Changqing Palace with the small ornaments that Li Changan entrusted her to give to Concubine Wu Hui.

When he walked into the Changqing Palace, a middle-aged man with a hurried expression passed by Mingyue.

Mingyue knows this person, Li Linfu, who has been promoted all the way by relying on the relationship of his master, and is now the secretary of the military department, and he is very close to his master.

Mingyue's attention only stayed on Li Linfu for a short time, and then she retracted her mind and walked into the inner hall.

Concubine Wu Hui was born extremely beautiful, even if she is old, she is still beautiful. What's more, she not only has beauty, but also a very smart mind, otherwise she would not be able to make Li Longji love her abnormally as Wu Zetian's niece, and even abolish the wife who shared weal and butter with her for her, and wanted to make her the queen.

If it weren't for the title of Empress Wu that frightened the officials, obstructed and even forced each other to death, Concubine Wu Hui would have been not Concubine Hui but Queen Wu would have been Queen Wu.

can make Li Longji, who grew up under Wu Zetian's high pressure since childhood, pamper her, Wu Zetian's niece for decades, and Concubine Wu Hui's methods can be described as not clever.

When Mingyue came in, Concubine Wu Hui was sitting lazily in front of the dressing table to remove her makeup, she pulled off the golden step on her head, and her black hair fell on her snow-white back, Mingyue knelt beside her, but Concubine Wu Hui didn't look up, nor did she take the initiative to ask anything.

Mingyue hung her head and respectfully held the glass rabbit in her sleeve.

"This is a small ornament given to the master by Twenty-nine Niang."

Concubine Wu Hui chuckled: "A child's mind, but it can be regarded as a heart." ”

Sensible and well-behaved, and a little clever, the daughter of the Hu girl is much smarter than her...... No, I shouldn't say it's the daughter of the bearded girl, it won't be long before this is her daughter.